Page 34 of Tempting All The Way

“Oh god,” she moans as her hand travels down her stomach. When her fingers make contact with her clit, I undo my zip and pull my pants and boxers down. Kicking off my shoes, I rid myself of my clothes—my legs spread open, my cock hard as a rock and pointing straight up.

“Open your eyes,” I demand. “I want to see you,” I tell her. My own gaze travels between watching her fingers explore herself and looking into those deep-emerald eyes. “Put two fingers inside yourself, Shardonnay.”

She follows the direction. “Shit, god!” she moans as her fingers start thrusting in and out. She’s so fucking wet, her arousal dripping down her hand. I’m refraining from reaching for my cock. If I give it even the slightest tug right now, I’m likely to fucking come all over myself. That’s not happening. I’ve been jerking off enough the past few days. Today, I’ll be coming all over her. Marking her body with my seed.

“You’re so fucking hot, Shardonnay. I’ve never seen anything that turns me on like you do.” Her mouth is open in an O shape, those fuckable lips just begging to be filled. “Tell me, do your fingers feel as good as mine?”

“Nothing feels as good as you do, Xavier,” she admits.

I smile. “If you were the one in charge, what would you have me do to you right now?”

“Oh god, I’d… I want your fingers in me,” she says. “No, I want your cock, Xavier. I want it to rip me open. I want you to fuck me like only you can.”

“Good things come to good girls, Shardonnay. And you have been a really fucking good girl today.”

“Please….” she pleads.

“You want me to fill that pussy withthis, my cock? It’s ready for you.” I stand, grip my cock in my right hand, and squeeze the tip.Fuck, do not come,I mentally warn myself.

“Yes. I want that,” she says.

“It’s all yours.” I smirk. “As soon as you make yourself come, I’m going to shove my cock so far inside you that you won’t know where I end and you begin. I’m going to imprint my cock on the walls of your pussy.”

“Ahhh, shit!” Her legs close as her body spasms. When she comes back to, I don’t waste time. Spreading her legs, I position myself between them and thrust right into home. This is what I’ve been craving, the feeling of her pussy wrapped around my cock.

She’s so fucking wet. I’ve never felt anything like her before. Lifting her ankles, I pin them up on her shoulders and continue to pump in and out of her. Hitting as deep as I can.

“Fuck, you feel so bloody good, babe. I’m never going to get enough of fucking you.” I’m about to lose it. Pulling out, I straighten her legs, climbing up over her torso, and tug a few times until my cock squirts ropes of cum across her chest.

Shardonnay’s eyes widen, and one side of her lips tips up like she wants to smile but is fighting it. Dragging my finger through the cum, I draw out a letter X in the centre of her chest.

“Do you have a branding fetish I should be concerned about?” she asks.

“It seems that way.”

There’s an awkward silence that falls over us. I manoeuvre off the bed, walk into the bathroom, and start the shower before walking back out and picking Shardonnay up.

She’s quiet, unusually quiet, as I run a loofah over her body. “What’s wrong?” I ask.

“I feel like I should be asking you that. You’ve been off the last few days. What’s happening?”

I want to tell her about the lawsuit my ex-secretary served me. I just can’t. I’m not sure, considering what we’ve done, that she’d believe my innocence in the case. “I’m fine. Just a lot going on at work.”

“Speaking of work, we should probably get back. You have a two o’clock with a Hunter James, who by the way sounds extremely hot on the phone.” She smirks.

“He’s my private investigator. You should take the afternoon off, or come back after three,” I tell her. Irrational jealousy runs through my veins at hearing her say another mansounds hot.

“Are you jealous? Trust me, you don’t need to be. You are way more than enough for me, Xavier.” Her smile beams up at me, settling a little of the unease I’m feeling.

“I’m not jealous. I just think you deserve a few hours off,” I lie.

“Sure. I mean, it’s not like our arrangement is long-lasting anyway. I’ll understand when you want to move on. I’m not going to become some weird stage-five clinger or anything,” she says nonchalantly as she steps out of the shower.

I’m going to have to set her straight about what this is… eventually. Now is not the time for that conversation though. I need to get back to the office.

“Hunter James is here, sir,” Shardonnay’s voice fills my office.

“Send him in.” Usually, I make people wait a few minutes but I’m not about to leave her alone with him. Am I jealous shethinks his voice is hot? Fuck yes, I want my voice to be the only one she thinks about, the only one that makes her come.

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